"Okay, I'll be right back."

I got to the hallway, and there they were, seeing if they could make a perfect tie. Both were well dressed, especially Thomas, who even was wearing a tie. Upon returning to the living room, I noticed how much noise my high heels were making at every step I took, but I kind of liked it because it was making me even more powerful. As I was sitting on the couch watching things on my phone, I felt the bathroom door open. I look from afar, and I saw him, Damiano. He was wearing gray pants and a gray blazer with a white button-up shirt. As upset as I was with him, I couldn't stop staring into those honey-colored eyes. After a few random conversations on the balcony and a few drinks, I was starting to feel slightly drunk. When I went to check the time, it was only 5 minutes to midnight, and Damiano, who had left the balcony 10 minutes ago, hadn't come back. As no one noticed his little 'disappearing', I went to look for him.

I whispered his name in all the rooms, and I couldn't find even a trace of him until I noticed a small noise coming from upstairs.

turn on music: Dark Paradise

As I was walking upstairs, my feet started to hurt a little because of my shoes, but I decided to ignore that pain and continue on my way. I opened the bathroom door, and there I saw him, sitting on the edge of a giant window next to the bathtub.

"Well... it seems that you can always find me, right?"

"It seems so," I sighed.

The environment was very strange. In addition to being a little upset, we were in a bathroom, a place where so many bad things had happened to us. It was in a bathroom when he discovered my addiction, when he saw me at death's door, anyway...

"Dam, are you going to continue like this?"

"Like what?"

"Upset...?"

"I'm not upset."

"Okay if you say so... I know this isn't the right time to talk about it but... why is <<we>> a problem for Giorgia?"

"She thinks that... what you and I have is... strange."

"What do you mean, by 'strange'?"

"I don't know either, I don't understand."

"She thinks it's kind of abnormal..."

"But you know what? We don't need to be normal, right?"

"Yes, I already know that. We were never normal," he said, stepping out of the window.

And it was true: my relationship with him was never normal.

I felt our bodies getting closed, our eyes complemented each other, and my curves fitted together with his body. As I put my nose to him, I felt that strong scent of alcohol. He was drunk, very drunk. Then he placed me on the top of the sink, looked back at me, and... his lips joined to mine, very gently. I tasted that cherry lipstick and felt his upper lip on my lower lip. At first, I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what that meant, because I never imagined such a thing like that could happen. As each second passed, the kiss was getting more and more intense.

"S...sorry," he said, pulling away from me a little.

I looked back at those soft lips I'd just tasted a few seconds ago, holding myself back from kissing him. But I couldn't.

"You don't need to apologize, Dami."

I felt him taking me on his lap, as he leaned me against the door and kissed my neck. Strong movements, hands squeezing my hips, and incredible control over me. I didn't know Damiano, and I never imagined knowing him like that. However, when he was about to take my top off, something interrupted us: the sound of fireworks. A new year had just begun.

For a few moments, the noise of people was louder than the noise of the fireworks. We quickly went downstairs to where Leo, Ethan, and Thomas were. At that moment, I was just thinking "What the fuck happened?"

We went back to the balcony, where everything seemed to be normal. Even though my head has been spinning for a long time from drinking, I drank even more champagne.

After a bit of partying and laughter, Leo went to his room, and we all went to sleep. I was so tired that I just took off my heels and lay down in my bed.
A few minutes later, I felt Dami sit up in bed. I even wanted to say something to him, maybe hug him, I don't know... But I was so dizzy that I fell asleep seconds later.

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hiiii

wow, what a chapter!
what do you think about this little 'event'?

also, tysm for the 1000 readings <33

thanks for reading :)
mel.

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